Let be
Sometimes
I look up at the sky and smile.
Because as the soft clouds
hang in that sky
They remind me that maybe this world will still be okay.
As long as we just let things happen
Hard as it may be.
Sometimes we need to feel pain
Even welcome
each and every prick and puncture
Of those needles do what they will
To these fragile hearts of ours.
Writer
Thank you!
Thank you!
Sadly, this exceptional poem points out one of the bitter truths of life, fragile heart, and that even the roses along the Primrose Path of life have thorns. Carl.